114: Chapter 114 Evidence

Wang Shuo left.

Director Wu Han went downstairs personally to watch Wang Shuo get into his car and leave. Of course, Wang Shuo also took the memorandum of cooperation with him, which stipulated the relevant matters for the pre-drafted contract.

However, Director Wu Han thought about what Wang Shuo said before he left...

"I will send company employees to formally sign the commission contract, but I cannot guarantee that the contract will be successfully signed, as there are some contractual stipulations from my company that you may not be able to agree to."

"Contractual stipulations that can't be agreed to? What could possibly be unacceptable? Is the price too high? Is the duration too long?"

Director Wu Han muttered to himself, somewhat puzzled, then turned and walked back into the building, not forgetting to assign overtime tasks to his young secretary before leaving.

"Little Liu, draft a commission contract based on the memorandum. Once it's done, bring it to me to look at tomorrow."

"Very well, Director."

The young girl following behind Director Wu Han nodded repeatedly, then asked with some confusion: "But Director, why do we need to sign a commission contract with this President Wang?"

Why sign a contract?

Director Wu Han chuckled: "Little Liu, I've told you before, in our line of work, you can't just look at the work right in front of you. You have to keep your eyes on all directions, listen to everything, and always pay attention to news from related and adjacent industries."

After a pause, Director Wu Han asked: "Do you know who this President Wang is?"

The young girl shook her head. She really wasn't very concerned about these things. As long as she finished the tasks assigned by the director in front of her every day, that was enough; she basically didn't have to use her brain.

"He is the legal representative of Frontier Technology Co., Ltd., and it is highly likely that he is also the designer of the CNC software system 'Mark I System.' He is also an architectural designer. Our project has encountered architectural problems, and the company requires us to find a solution within a week. At a time like this, wouldn't you say finding a designer who has potentially designed large-scale projects is the optimal choice?"

"But..." the young girl hesitated: "He is still very young, and besides, all this is information you found online, Director; it could be false."

"Your concern is valid; you do have some sense after all." Director Wu Han nodded: "But it doesn't matter. The Chen Group chose him, Japanese companies chose him, the media chose him; what reason do we have to doubt him? Besides..."

Director Wu Han smiled: "Even if he can't do it, it doesn't matter. With a contract in hand, we don't need to sacrifice anything. At most, we just cut the project. What is there to be afraid of?"

The young girl opened her mouth wide. Is that the logic?

...

Whether Director Wu Han's logic was flawed was not a problem that concerned Wang Shuo right now. Wang Shuo didn't even care if the contract could be successfully signed; he was currently just thinking about one thing.

He seemed to have... far underestimated the impact brought by the "Mark I System."

Even though he had previously received praise from Chen Zhongxuan and Professor Zeng, and even though he had heard words like "domestic leader" and "world-leading," Wang Shuo had merely regarded them as the usual care and encouragement from elders to a junior. But after this kidnapping incident caused by the "Mark I System," and the treatment he received after meeting Director Wu Han at Xindong Company, everything pointed to one issue.

He had far underestimated the influence brought by the "Mark I System."

He seemed to have already gained a certain level of fame in a certain field, to the point where industry insiders like Director Wu Han were able to learn about him from the news.

Don't look at how polite Director Wu Han was to him; being able to reach the position of a company project director is not something one can achieve solely based on seniority. Vision and tact are indispensable. On the path that Director Wu Han had traveled, countless opponents had fallen.

For such a person to be willing to spend time learning about a student still in school, and to be able to maintain a certain attitude, already spoke volumes.

This actually overlapped partially with what he had planned.

Wang Shuo, resting his chin on his hand with a thoughtful expression, did not notice that during the time he was deep in thought, Han Xiaoxin, who was sitting next to him, had opened his mouth to speak several times, his face turning almost red from holding it in, looking for all the world like he was constipated.

Finally making it into the company, just as Han Xiaoxin was about to speak, he saw Wang Shuo plop down onto the sofa and wave his hand, signaling him to go out first.

Han Xiaoxin had no choice but to swallow the words that were already on the tip of his tongue and unwillingly walked out.

"Zero, contact Chen Xin, video call."

It was still connected through the video communication function of WeiChat, which made Wang Shuo very unhappy. But there was no help for it; when you are under someone else's roof, you have to bow your head. Who told WeiChat to be so powerful now?

Ten seconds later, the video call connected.

"What is it?"

Chen Xin's calm voice came through, but the image was a bit dim and occasionally shaky.

Wang Shuo was somewhat puzzled: "Are you in a car?"

Seeing Chen Xin nod, Wang Shuo asked in confusion: "Didn't you go back to Donghai City?"

"There are some things to handle."

Fine, this girl always has many things to handle. Wang Shuo didn't know what to say anymore; he always felt that Chen Xin was even busier than him.

"Alright, then I'll keep it short." Wang Shuo pulled a glass bottle out of his pocket; inside the bottle was about half a bottle of silver-white sandy substance.

This was what Bureau Chief Li had personally retrieved from the evidence room and handed to him when Teacher Ding Runan took him to the police station.

The police had not found any clues from this bottle or the silver-white sand inside the bottle. The results of several screenings only indicated that this was an ordinary bottle, and the silver-white fine sand inside was just some kind of metal powder, nothing more.

Of course, if that were not the case, Bureau Chief Li would not have been able to hand this item over to him.

"Is this thing yours?"

Chen Xin glanced at it and shook her head: "It's not mine."

Wang Shuo nodded. He also felt that it shouldn't be Chen Xin's, but now he was just confirming it again.

"Anything else?"

"There's also the matter of the USB drive."

"Did you find the USB drive?" Chen Xin was a bit surprised; she didn't expect Wang Shuo to really be able to find the USB drive.

"No." Breathing out, Wang Shuo felt a bit depressed thinking about his wasted trip today: "But I have already found a person named Ning Hao. It is highly likely that the USB drive is in his hands."

"Ning Hao?" Chen Xin muttered the name, frowned, and felt that it sounded somewhat familiar: "Wait a moment."

A moment later, Chen Xin appeared on the screen again.

"Ning Hao is a former employee of Pengcheng Company who resigned last month and went to work at Xindong Technology Company." A hint of coldness appeared in Chen Xin's eyes: "Did he take the USB drive?"

"I'm afraid so."

Wang Shuo nodded wordlessly, feeling sorry for this big brother in his heart. You said you left, so why did you turn back to steal the USB drive? And you stole from me! Now it's done for; you can't even run away properly. W City is only this big, where can you run to?

Thinking about it this way, he actually felt a little sympathy for this guy.

"I will have my father investigate this matter." Chen Xin nodded and prepared to hang up the call.

"Wait a second." Wang Shuo said hurriedly: "Send me a photo of him too; I can help investigate as well."

"Okay." Chen Xin looked up at Wang Shuo, her voice softening a little: "Get some good rest, and don't run around everywhere."

The call ended.

"Get some good rest, don't run around?"

Wang Shuo rubbed his nose. Such words of concern coming from the mouth of Chen Xin, this century-old block of ice, were really strange. If Chen Cheng were here and saw his younger sister saying these words so gently, he would probably jump straight up.

Smiling faintly, Wang Shuo didn't pay attention to the message he had just received. He adjusted his clothes, trying to make the bandages underneath show, and then said:

"Zero, contact Uncle Chen, Chen Zhongxuan."